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Contradiction

Frustrated, agitated, empowered.

Doing brave things while frazzled to my core.

Bound up and purpose filled.

Paralyzed and constant in motion.

I live, endure, and do the things.

The voice nags it is never enough.

That voice is a liar.

Always enough. Enough. Always Enough.

Never the nevers and always the evers.

Forgiven and a forgiver.

The fist clenching my chest loosens.

Exhausted and running in my mind.

So many wannados, oughttados.

And I do, do.